Angle's funeral

by elizabeth   May 10, 2007


The shimmering gloss that layered your lips
the lips that would soon leave mine
the lips the would scar my heart
the lips of an angel

the memories of us racing through my mind
hearing the dark church bells ring, break my heart
wearing only black is not my thing, but i will do it for you
you met your end and left me
the world is empty with out you, come back be for i meet mine.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Crimson Heartbreak

    Overall it was very touching. I get the raw emotion within it.
    I often forget to proof read my own work, so I thought I would let you know, though you may have noticed it already- your title says 'angle' instead of 'angel'.
    I think there were a few other things aswell, but it's nothing you won't see if you look over it carefully.
    xx

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